Named after the towers of Babel within the city, the castle is so huge that it stretches far as the eye can see, and some people have never found the other side of the castle in their lifetime.

The He family is a second-class family in the city, although the status is not very noble, but it also has a lot of power, the He Mansion is located in the northeast corner of Tongtian City, covering an extremely wide area, the people in the clan are prosperous, and it is a growing family.

The house where Yang Ling's mother and son temporarily live is located in the corner of the He family, which is very inconspicuous, but because of this, their mother and son can be safe and sound these days.

At this time, the He family is full of lights, lively and extraordinary, the people in the clan are full of people, very busy, and the huge happy words are almost pasted all over every corner of the important courtyard of the He family.

In one of the courtyards, a man in brocade clothes stood proudly, surrounded by a number of guards with swords, all of whom were strong and healthy, and they were all first-class martial arts masters.

"Is everything ready?" asked the man in brocade clothes to one of the guards beside him.

The guard said respectfully: "Childe, please rest assured, everything has been prepared, if nothing goes wrong, he will not be able to escape!"

The man in brocade clothes and jade clothes said solemnly: "This person is quite capable, so you must be cautious, you must not allow mistakes, I must let him die, I must get his Yuan Ling bloodline, I must return the humiliation he gave me!"

This person said five certainties in one sentence, every sentence was ruthless and boundless.

Yang Ling, who rushed out of the door, was extremely fast, and he passed through several courtyards before he saw these busy subordinates.

Looking at all this, he was like being hit by five thunderbolts, and he was in great pain, he stopped the people of the He family, and determined from them that He Shuyao and the descendants of the Li family would get married three days later.

He wanted to question He Shuyao personally, but the guards of the He family blocked his way.

You must know that in these big families, there are some places where outsiders and subordinates cannot walk casually, otherwise they will be arrested or ruthlessly killed.

Yang Ling lost his soul, he was extremely lost, he felt that everything was meaningless, as if everything was hopeless, lost, helpless, hateful, all negative emotions invaded him.

"Separate unless heaven and earth do it!" he remembered that the tender woman had said to him.

"Separation, unless East Makes West!" he swore and made a promise.

But in the end, the heavens and the earth have not changed, and things have not changed, but the two of them are going to separate, and the warmth of the past comes to mind, but it is instantly cold, he is crazy, but he has to suppress himself.

He has a volcano inside him, ready to erupt at any moment.

"I have nothing, the family is ruined, the father and son are separated, even the fiancée has to marry someone else, there is no love, there is no love!" he muttered, his thoughts becoming extreme.

"Go and see, if she really wants to marry someone, let's go, leave the He family!" At this moment, his mother's words lingered in his ears, and this sentence was like a key to open the door called 'escape' in his heart.

He went back the way he came, and hurried away.

At this time, he only had the word 'leave' in his heart.

Behind him someone was quietly following, and in the chaos of pedestrians, he could not even notice it.

In that simple house, the obese man had climbed onto the earthen kang, which seemed to be unable to bear the fat body, and kept making noises, which could collapse at any time.

The pale woman curled up in a corner, coughing incessantly, her face frightened, wrapped her body tightly in the quilt.

She was so weak, if she had been before, she would have killed this kind of goods without hesitation, but since she was seriously injured, her body has deteriorated, every movement is so difficult, her body seems to be emptied, helpless, and weak.

The obese man grabbed the quilt, and then pulled it hard, and with a 'hiss', the quilt couldn't withstand the huge force and split into two.

"Hehe, beauty, your name is Tang Yi, right, he used to be an important figure in the Yang family, but now he has fallen into this kind of field, it's really hard! But when I ride on you, you have to resist as much as you want, fight as much as you want, let me have a good time, and I will ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing in the future!" The obese man didn't know what his identity was, but he was definitely not a descendant of the He family.

I saw that his face was flushed, and his fat palm grabbed the clothes of the beautiful woman Tang Yi.

His arms were thick and powerful, and with a fierce pull, he tore Tang Yi's coat.

The cold wind was fierce and whining, like mourning music, playing all kinds of sorrows of the poor people in the world.

"Get out of the way, I'll kill you, get out of ......" Tang Yi was frightened, hugging his body tightly, guarding the last dignity.

"Yes, yes, resist, you must try your best to resist, but it's not enough, you have to bite me with your teeth!" The fat man laughed wildly, and his fat palm grabbed Tang Yi's arm and pulled it hard.

Tang Yi felt as if his arms were dislocated, the pain was abnormal, and he lost the strength to protect his body in an instant.

"Your son's piece of waste must have been dismantled by the Demographer by now. It's really ridiculous to say, it's just whimsical that a little waste still wants to get He Shuyao!" He pinched Tang Yi's neck fiercely, smiling fiercely, and the **** fire was sprayed in his two eye sockets.

Tang Yi felt that she was going to die, she had difficulty breathing, but there was a trace of persistence in her mind, she would never allow herself to die in humiliation like this.

She tried hard to resist, but the more she resisted, the more excited and crazy the fat man became.

And the obese man seemed to enjoy this process very much, and was not in a hurry to occupy Tang Yi's body at all, just teasing her.

"Look at you, how pitiful you are! What about your waste son? He left you with me, but he went to find his little lover, what a good son for you!hahaha......" The fat man smirked and pinched Tang Yi's neck tightly.

As Tang Yi's breathing became weaker and weaker, the fat man became even more excited, and obscene words erupted from his mouth from time to time, all of which made him feel unimaginably stimulated.

But the world is unpredictable, just when he was about to get excited to the extreme, a figure appeared quietly behind him like a ghost.

"That's right, I'm a waste, I can't even protect my own mother, what is it if it's not a waste?"

This figure was Yang Ling, who came back in a hurry, preparing to leave the He family with his mother.

This abrupt voice was as eerie and ruthless as it came from the Nine Shadows, and although it sounded calm, it contained a surge of rage.

The fat man's shrill laughter stopped abruptly, and he turned around in horror.

His eyelids were greeted by a pitch-black dagger that thrust into his body like a scythe of death.

"Don't let your dirty blood stain this kang with dirt!"

Yang Ling pulled the other party down, and took out the dagger inserted in the fat meat, only to see the blood spurting out like a pillar.

The originally pitch-black dagger turned scarlet, and drops of sticky blood dripped from it.

Yang Ling was ruthless, and his indifferent eyes made people feel frightened, and the fat man was like a small life in his eyes, dispensable.

The fat man was frightened, and he stumbled out of the door like a wounded brute, frightened, frightened.

Seeing Yang Ling holding the dagger and pressing towards him step by step, the fat man yelled inwardly: "If you dare to kill me, I will let you mother and son die a good death!"

Yang Ling was unmoved, still ruthless.

The fat man saw that his words were useless, and roared again: "You can't kill me, I am the seventh son of the Li family, if I die, the scattered clansmen of your Yang family will be buried together!"

At this moment, Yang Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he was about to go crazy, he said angrily: "Li family, Li family, this time my Yang family is destroyed, there will be a Li family in secret, I want to let your Li family be ruined, and there will be no peace!"

Yang Ling was like a mad beast, jumped high and stabbed at the fat man again.

The fat man was horrified, he was very remorseful, knowing that what he had just said completely angered Yang Ling, he could only try his best to flee in a hurry, constantly shouting and begging for mercy.

Yang Ling followed behind him unhurriedly, holding a blood-dripping dagger in his hand, with a hideous face.

He didn't kill the other party immediately, but left the other party with a glimmer of hope and a glimmer of life.

But every time the fat man felt that Yang Ling was going to let him go, the cold dagger was inserted into his body again.

Again and again, the fat body was already covered with blood holes, and the blood flowed for a long time, which was extremely terrifying.

Finally, the obese man was on the verge of death, and he felt that his life was losing rapidly, if it weren't for the fact that he had eaten a lot of spiritual fruit treasure pills on weekdays, he would have already whined and mourned.

I saw him shouting hoarsely: "Gongzi He, Gongzi He, save me!"

Then he prayed to Yang Ling: "You spare me, I am willing to be your slave and serve you for the rest of my life!" He knelt at Yang Ling's feet again, bleeding from his mouth, extremely miserable.

At this time, everything that happened here was clearly seen by a person in the distance, only to see him smile gloomily, and then hurriedly left, returning to the man in brocade clothes.

Yang Ling's expression was cold, everything that happened today made him feel like he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and his heart ached.

When his fiancée He Shuyao wants to marry someone else, the light in his heart is about to go out, and then he sees his most beloved mother being insulted, he is furious, and he asks which son will allow his mother to be insulted.

Everything made him feel a deep hatred, a killing intent.

In this chaotic era, if you don't become a master, you can only be a mayfly.

He kicked away the disgusting lump of fat and was about to cut off the filthy neck, but at that moment, a thin figure appeared in front of him.

It was a little girl, holding a string of half-eaten sugar gourds in her hand, her hair was dirty, and two randomly tied pigtails stood on her head, which was very funny and cute. Her clothes were very old, greasy, her sleeves were black, her face was like a little cat, she hadn't washed it for days, and she wore a pair of large cotton shoes that didn't fit.

The little girl seemed to be stunned by what she saw, her body trembled, and her eyes showed fear.

"Go away!" Yang Ling was cold and stern, scolding the little girl.

The little girl cried out under this scolding, her voice was loud and poignant, like a panicked deer, very pitiful.

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